Where do I start?
I grew up on a street called Orkney Dr with 5 best friends. Emily, Allison, Rita, Julie, and Emma. We all lived on that little street, and did everything together. We would take our suppers outside so we could eat together, Play little silly games together, and even enter a dance contest together.
As we grew into Jr. High school, some of us started seeing each other less. Some of the girls got the interest of boys and makeup, but no matter what happened, we always kept in touch. We'd always smile to each other, walk home from school together, and always remember the good times every once in a while.
A girl named Kristin moved onto our street, and Allison became more of her best friend then mine. I was always so jealous, but then we slowly became a trio. Then a girl named Jessica came into the picture in Jr.High, and I slowly drifted out of the picture. They were a lot more pretty (i'm not putting myself down) and skinny then me, which was the fact. When this happened, me and Emma became more close.
Emma was more like me. She liked playing video games, disliked pop and R&B and overall became my best friend. When my parent's started fighting more often, and we ended up moving, I didn't get to see her as often. It wasn't as easy as walking across the street. Then when my parents broke up, I was responsible for myself, so I had school, then had to work, but she was still my best friend. I've known her since i've been 5 Years old, and I still love her to death today.
Emma Hughes was diagnosed with a brain tumor not too long ago.
Her parents found her on the floor in her bedroom screaming in the middle of the night, saying her head was really in pain. They called 911. And that's what they found. A tumor in her brain.
The thought of that scares me to death. The thought of her passing away when she's...what? 16-17 years old? terrifies me. But most of all, the thought of how scared she is....is...unexplainable.
I know a lot of you don't believe in Prayers, and hell, even I don't really believe in stuff like that. But please...if there's anyway you can, just lay your head down before you go to bed...and just pray for her to come through this. For her, Her two sisters and her mother and father.
I can tell you this now, she is the most wonderful girl in the world. Already haven traveled most of the world, and wanting to be a brain surgeon in all seriousness when she graduates high school, she is the most purest form of a girl I can think of.
And a best friend to many.
Thanks everyone. If something happens, i'll keep you updated.
As we grew into Jr. High school, some of us started seeing each other less. Some of the girls got the interest of boys and makeup, but no matter what happened, we always kept in touch. We'd always smile to each other, walk home from school together, and always remember the good times every once in a while.
A girl named Kristin moved onto our street, and Allison became more of her best friend then mine. I was always so jealous, but then we slowly became a trio. Then a girl named Jessica came into the picture in Jr.High, and I slowly drifted out of the picture. They were a lot more pretty (i'm not putting myself down) and skinny then me, which was the fact. When this happened, me and Emma became more close.
Emma was more like me. She liked playing video games, disliked pop and R&B and overall became my best friend. When my parent's started fighting more often, and we ended up moving, I didn't get to see her as often. It wasn't as easy as walking across the street. Then when my parents broke up, I was responsible for myself, so I had school, then had to work, but she was still my best friend. I've known her since i've been 5 Years old, and I still love her to death today.
Emma Hughes was diagnosed with a brain tumor not too long ago.
Her parents found her on the floor in her bedroom screaming in the middle of the night, saying her head was really in pain. They called 911. And that's what they found. A tumor in her brain.
The thought of that scares me to death. The thought of her passing away when she's...what? 16-17 years old? terrifies me. But most of all, the thought of how scared she is....is...unexplainable.
I know a lot of you don't believe in Prayers, and hell, even I don't really believe in stuff like that. But please...if there's anyway you can, just lay your head down before you go to bed...and just pray for her to come through this. For her, Her two sisters and her mother and father.
I can tell you this now, she is the most wonderful girl in the world. Already haven traveled most of the world, and wanting to be a brain surgeon in all seriousness when she graduates high school, she is the most purest form of a girl I can think of.
And a best friend to many.
Thanks everyone. If something happens, i'll keep you updated.